Once again, Nagumo felt like she had been saved.

The familiar sound of housekeeping came from the next room, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the room was very broken.

Even the quilt I covered was very old, although there was a lingering fragrance, the color of the fabric was very dark.

There was no longer the kind of gain and loss and fear that he had when he was rescued for the first time, he listened to the voice, got up and said, "Is there anyone?" ”

The voice next door suddenly stopped, and he asked again.

After a while, the door opened.

A delicate, sorrowful woman appeared with his clothes in her arms, and her boots were still in her hands.

The man who woke up was in good spirits, and the whole person also exuded a handsome temperament, and the woman was slightly embarrassed, but she still pushed the door.

"You're awake!"

"Thank you, girl, for daring to ask where this is?"

He was dressed in a middle coat, and he didn't dare to let the woman stand all the time, so he quickly got up and took the clothes to wear, and naturally, he hung the gold lock around his neck.

"Flutter!"

The woman, who had been nervous, couldn't help laughing, and Nagumo quickly turned around.

"You're such an adult, do you still wear this?"

The woman's smile was enough to illuminate the shabby room.

"Of course, this is a thought left to me by my father and mother, and I need to wear it."

After a pause in laughter, the woman asked tentatively, "What about your father and family?" ”

"They're all dead."

Saying this, Nanyun didn't expect that one day, he would be able to face the departure of his family very calmly, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"Huh? I'm sorry, I thought you were just passing through and getting hurt. ”

Grabbing the long sword from the chair beside him, he unsheathed it and looked at it, and was about to speak, but there was a ridicule from the villagers outside.

"Yo, widow Wang, where is this man under the eaves of your house?"

"Huh? You're not going to hide again, are you? ”

"People fall asleep in the middle of the night and are cold, and it's normal to pick up a man to warm the bed."

The women's voices were so spicy that the women in the room became angry.

She went out and said under the eaves: "But it's warm, it's more useful than the sick and dirty ghost in your house, I'm really a widow, what's wrong with picking up a man?" You are a widow, you don't dare to pick it up if you want to, what's the matter, no one steps on the threshold of your house, you can only cry the old hen? ”

One of the women immediately stopped refuting, and the other two women sighed in deliberate exclamation, and hurriedly comforted their companions not to deal with the poisonous chicken wife of the widow Wang.

The woman scolded the three of them and entered the house crying, Nanyun was at a loss, and she didn't know what to do.

Not long after the three of them left, several men came with hoes, and some people shouted outside the door.

"The daughter-in-law of the Wang family, I'm sorry for you, those mothers-in-law are cheap, these are some herbs, then the future life may be able to use them, and when I come back in the evening, I will tell you in the village, I can't damage your reputation, who dares to chew the root of the tongue again, I guarantee that she can't live in this village."

It was an old voice, full of energy.

Glancing at the woman crying silently, Nagumo put down the sword in his hand, opened the door and walked out.

Outside the house was a kind old man, the old man just put the herbs under the eaves, keeping a distance from the woman's house, followed by several strong men with farm tools, two of them were looking at the house with incorrect eyes.

"Thank you, uncle, my late life has recovered."

After being dressed properly, although there were a few obvious patches on the cuffs, on the whole, he was really handsome, and the old man laughed.

"Yo ho, it's terrible, I didn't see you little guy so young last night, well, okay, okay, good."

After the old man finished praising him, he continued: "What about the daughter-in-law of the Wang family? ”

"The girl was not in a good mood and didn't want to talk."

It seemed that he also understood what the women who had gone down to the ground before would say, and after the old man sighed, he nodded kindly to Nanyun, turned around and took a few men away.

Walking to the eaves, Nanyun looked at these dried herbs and was stunned!

How is it possible, this is hemolytic herbs?

He crouched down and carefully recognized the tiny jagged and streaks on the leaves, confirming that this was the best herb that was useful for boiling his body.

When he turned around with the herbs, he found that these rooms were really a little cold and shabby.

Without much thought, he was about to enter the house.

Bang dang!

The closed door almost hit him on the nose, and the woman in the room spoke.

"You've recovered, let's go!"

"Dare to ask the girl, is this village forbidden for outsiders to enter and leave?"

"Naturally not, needless to say, you should leave quickly."

"Oh, borrow the girl's firewood knife and use it, and I'll leave immediately!"

After taking a drop of Linghua Dew first, Nanyun broke off a leaf of hemolytic grass and chewed it in his mouth, and the extremely bitter feeling of astringency came, but he walked to the side and chopped it with great enjoyment.

The woman never opened the door again, and he was busy outside.

At noon, the sound of chopping was still in his ears, and the villagers who were returning home for dinner passed by, and he greeted others with familiarity.

After a while, the sound outside stopped, and the front of the woman's door was neatly stacked with shaved bamboo chips.

The woman in the room finally put her mind at ease, thinking that he was gone, and sat alone on the bed and was aggrieved.

I don't know how long it took, but she suddenly saw that on the chair next to her, Nanyun's long sword was still there.

"Huh? This? ”

She hurried out with her sword in her arms, but saw that the open space in front of her house was surrounded by delicate fences, and on the pillars under the eaves, there were a lot of game, and thick animal skins were neatly stacked on the ground, and a pile of fresh herbs was placed beside it.

"Why hasn't this man left, what is he going to do?"

Looking around, she didn't notice where Nagumo had gone.

After a while, there was a loud noise behind the house, she hurriedly ran to the corner of the eaves to look, and found that Nanyun was looking at a thick camphor tree coming, the fence was a little in the way, he simply squatted and jumped, jumped in with the big tree, and was about to start a fire.

"What are you doing, hurry up!"

Throwing the long sword on the ground, the woman snatched her own wood knife and looked at Nagumo vigilantly.

Regardless of her, Nanyun took care of herself and lit a fire, and smoked all the game under the eaves on the shelf.

Soon it was dark, and the woman kept stubbornly watching him from under the eaves, and he did not speak, but stayed by the fire to smoke game.

The old man who came saw the fence that was fenced, a gentle smile appeared on the old man's face, he glanced at the two people who seemed to be in a stalemate, nodded his head, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

The smoke and fire burned for most of the day, and when he got home, he got up and walked over.

"Y-What are you going to do?"

The woman held the knife, nervous to the extreme.

He didn't speak, but crouched down and hugged her legs, and carried her into the room, and she stiffened and froze.

"I'll find something to pack up the food, do you have a bathing guy at home? I need to take a bath. ”

He gently pressed the woman's shoulder, and as he spoke, he took off the golden lock and put it on her.

The woman got up with a muttering and began to go to the firewood room next door to boil water.

The night bath, the atmosphere was very ambiguous, he scooped water one by one, drenched down her neck, a suppressed sound, made her begin to tremble.